The doctor sat behind a desk at the apex of the L-shaped room; the ministers and their wives sat at ease before him. At the doctor's right was a blackboard, and on his desk stood a microphone wired to a tape recorder which ran steadily throughout the four-hour session. "It has been said that the line between love and hate is razor-thin," said the doctor. "It's thinner than that. It's not there at all. Hate is simply a counter-attitude to love." Nobody demurred at that, and the ministers and their wives went on...
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